HP pure blood glory

"Draco." The girl stepped out of the shadows, startling Draco.

"Pansy?" he asked in surprise. "What are you doing standing here?"

"Waiting for you." The girl replied.

Draco laughed dryly, "This joke is not funny at all—it's almost curfew time, what can't be said during the day?"

The girl's expression was rare and serious, "This opportunity is rare, after all, you are with Louis every day - it is really too difficult to find a time when you are not together."

This evening, Professor Snape asked Draco to help him look at the potion for a while, because he had some things to attend to, which is why Draco walked back to the cellar when it was almost curfew - but he didn't expect Pansy to wait here he.

When Louis was mentioned, Draco's expression became serious, "What are you trying to say?"

"Follow me." The girl walked up the stairs first, "It's not suitable for talking here."

Draco hesitated, but followed.

They walked out of the cellar and up the long winding staircase to the observatory they used for their evening astronomy class—it was built at the top of the tower, surrounded by glass windows, a small place, but a great view. very open.

This place is indeed very suitable for talking, and I don't know how Pan Xi came up with it. It seems that she has planned for this conversation for a long time.

There was no place to sit at the observatory, so Draco could only stand and ask, "What do you want to say, say it."

The girl didn't ask right away, she pulled out her wand (this action startled Draco), and then she began to cast a spell to prevent eavesdropping - a spell that Draco had seen his father cast Many times, so very familiar.

But what exactly did the girl want to ask him?It's so safe... Draco's heart sank slowly, but his thoughts became more and more calm. The bread for dinner seemed to have turned into a hard stone, and stayed heavy in his stomach.

"I want to know, what do you think of Greengrass?" After casting the spell, Pansy relaxed a lot, and finally asked the question she wanted to know.

Seeing that Draco didn't seem to have any intention of answering, Pansy was not embarrassed at all, she continued to ask: "Draco, we have known each other since we were young—for more than ten years, you should know my character well, if you want to see me You've gone astray, I'm really..."

"Enough." Draco said, "I know what you want to ask, you don't have to beat around the bush like this, yes, that's right - I like Louis - don't you like him too?"

The girl's expression softened, "No, there's nothing wrong with liking—Louis is indeed excellent, and this is something everyone agrees with—but I still have the question, what do you think of Greengrass?"

Draco was a little puzzled, "It's just an ordinary family."

"Greengrass is the rumored marriage partner of your Malfoy family, and I guess Aunt Narcissa must mean that. She didn't think about Parkinson, she must be thinking about Greengrass." Pansy explained, "I miss you That should be clear."

Draco's face was a little pale, especially under the icy moonlight, his lips didn't have a trace of blood - he pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak.

But Pansy didn't want a verbal answer, Draco's expression was the best answer.

She continued, "Your attitude towards Astoria has improved a lot these days, and I thought you would take this relationship to heart - there's nothing wrong with it, everyone can There was a fond first love—but I've noticed lately that you don't seem to want to marry Astoria any more."

Draco still didn't speak.

"So, I also want to ask, is this true?"

Draco stared at Pansy for a while, as if he was thinking about something, or maybe he wanted to find something from Pansy's expression, time passed in wordless silence - Pansy didn't speak any more , she seemed extremely confident that Draco would answer her.

Indeed, Draco answered her question, "Yes."

The girl shook her head, seemingly disappointed, "I thought you would be a sensible person, do you think that if you don't marry the Greengrass family; if you don't marry the Parkinson family, there will be no other families in the entire pure-blood wizarding world? Britain is indeed gone, but Russia, France, and Germany," she said after a pause, "don't you understand? As the sole heir of the Malfoy family, you will always have a wife—this is you I think you don't want the Malfoy family to be extinct."

Pansy's words were heavy, but what she said made sense, and Draco couldn't say anything to refute it.

In the end, he just murmured, "If I had a younger brother..."

Pansy shook his head, "Even I know that the Malfoy family has been passed down for several generations... Why did the pure-blood nobles decline? Isn't it because of the scarcity of offspring? Do you really dare to take risks on this matter?"

After speaking, Draco took two steps back.

Pansy sighed, "Well, I should have expected this - have you talked to Aunt Narcissa about this?"

Draco shook his head.

The entire observatory fell into silence again.

It was Pansy who broke the oppressive atmosphere, "I've finished asking what I want to ask - let's go back - I hope you can think about it, but no matter what, I support your choice." The girl smiled Said: "Who made you our Prince Highness?"

As they were coming down the stairs, Draco said suddenly, "Pansy."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me?"

"..."

And by the time Draco returned to the bedroom, Louis was already asleep - the bedroom light was still on, obviously reserved for him.

Louis's sleeping posture was very stable, and he didn't make any sound, only the sound of shallow breathing - which could only be heard when he was very close.

He is the kind of person whose appearance is easily overlooked. During the day, what everyone sees is basically his tall stature, or his inviolable aura.

In fact, he didn't do anything, but everyone, including Draco himself, felt that the other party was hiding something—you never knew where the other party's limit was.

Draco felt that Louis got all O's only because there were no grades higher than O's, and if there were, who knew what Louis would have gotten?

Louis' movements and demeanor seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times—as if they had been measured with a ruler. It was the kind of strict elegance that attracted the attention of people around him all the time.

Draco didn't know how he fell in love with Louis. If he had to say one reason, it would be that every movement of Louis fascinated him... It might be an exaggeration to say so, but he initially admired and admired Louis mentality.

He thought of the first time the two met in Diagon Alley—at that time, he was very disdainful of this boy who seemed a little taciturn—and they were Germans at first glance, and they always gave him a stereotyped impression.

Immediately afterwards, he was surprised to find that the other party's father seemed to know his own father—later his father explained the status of the Meyer family to him in detail—at that time he was a little envious.

Who wouldn't envy a family that started in the Middle Ages?

The first time he saw Louis was on the express to Hogwarts. When Pansy welcomed him in, he saw Louis sitting there quietly reading the newspaper—he had a momentary palpitation.

The warm yellow sunlight cast a soft glow on Louis' side face, which was completely different from their first meeting - that was the first time Draco realized that this German was actually very good-looking.

He has deep sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and pale pink lips—this is the description that pops up in his mind instantly.

He heard himself asking stammeringly, "You...why are you here?"

Oh, he must have behaved extremely badly at that time, as the sole heir of the Malfoy family, how could he show such a cowardly state?

Then it occurred to him that he must be looking terrible at the moment, with Potter and Weasley messing up his wizard robes - and his hair, which he fixed in the morning, probably too - and he couldn't help feeling a little With a low self-esteem mentality, it seems that his aura in front of the other party has been a little lower for no reason.

Sure enough, when he approached the other party, the other party showed a gesture of resistance - although he concealed it well, Draco was still sensitive to it.

At that time, he thought that Louis was really too much—he didn't like to approach him, so he wanted to get close to him—so he took out the excuse that Louis said last time that he would teach him the spell, and insisted Chatted with the other party without anything to say.

I don't know if the curse was mentioned, the temperature in Louis' eyes became a little warmer - or because he changed his clothes, the other party raised his hand and rubbed his head, which made him stunned immediately.

It felt like a kid again - grown-ups always liked to rub his head.

Later he discovered that Louis was not a cold person, he would laugh, although he seldom laughed; his eyes were beautiful and green - when those eyes look at you, you can really feel Feel the other person's attention.

It's a really good feeling to be valued.

After getting out of the car, he was a little moved by the other party's thoughtfulness, and he can still recall the temperature of that robe.

At that time, he thought, Louis is really a very warm person, just like his robe.

The author has something to say:

This is the first [-] characters coded out today. I wonder if I can code out another chapter tonight... If I can, I will add a new one just like the cuties asked...

Another: Thanks to the little fool who chased the lunatic for the grenade~~~ There should be a lot more when you come back~~~Thanks to nianan for the grenade~~~ If you want to be such a rich man, everyone is touched~~~ Finally, thank you Thick toast style mines~~~ It is because of you that I can write on... Seriously, if you don’t enter V, you must rely on love.